Victims Poem by katelynn kirkpatrick

Time flies and doom sets in. I take a turn and i land in sin. Fun and games come to an end. Reality hits, the road stops to bend. New journey, new path. New road to take. Sometimes life rattles you, and makes you shake. Its mask hits the floor, the truth is revealed. The trail you were taking turns into a field. Opportunities, choices- you start to hear voices. Take a turn, take a swing. The bee wont bite, its going to sting. You are who you are, you are who you want to be. If you look through the lenses you'll see what you choose to see. Throw the past away its fogging them up. Ask the future a question, will you be there thru choice or are you wishing me luck?